Living in London

So I moved to London 7 weeks ago…

And it was no big deal seeing as I went to uni in Kingston for 3 years and worked in Central London for 2.5 years and I’d been visiting at least once a week since I was 14. I’ve gone from Zone 3 to Zone 5 to Zone 2 and that’s probably the closest I’m going to get to Central because a girl’s gotta eat…

But living in the capital city is different this time. It’s different to commuting and living in Greater London as a student. It isn’t all Champagne drinking or late night shopping (Well sometimes it is, but you usually regret both things the next day, especially if you did them both on the same night).

It isn’t eating out at fancy restaurants every night or ordering Deliveroo all the time (because money doesn’t grow on trees, yet).

And it isn’t just jumping on short tube ride to your friends house in South London and when you live in North London…it would probably be quicker to get to the other end of the country.

It’s being crammed in a corner on the tube every morning and having neck ache all day. It’s arguing with those bloody annoying people who think it’s ok to get on the tube before you have a chance to get off. It’s rushing about everywhere and getting pedestrian rage on multiple occasions every day. It’s leaving the washing up to pile up and doing it at 11pm when all you wanna do is sleep (sorry mum and dad for never doing it at home). It’s never having any money and when I do spending, it all goes on cocktails and food. It’s having black snot most of the time. Sorry. (I said I wanted to make my blog more honest…)

BUT I LOVE London and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ve dreamed of living here since I can remember and I’m finally doing it.

London is constantly buzzing, there’s always something to do and somewhere to go, whatever time of day it is. You meet people from all over and find out so many fascinating stories. There’s so many places to explore that although I’ve spent so much time here there’s so many areas I’ve never explored and so many hidden gems to find. It’s knowing that home is only 60 miles away and I can just jump on a train back whenever I like (yes it’s really that close people who act like London is another country and Londoners who think Kent is on the other side of the country).

I’d probably have more money, cleaner air, a MUCH big living space and more time if I lived and worked outside of London but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else (except Tokyo or New York would be cool…). I wouldn’t have as much excitement or opportunity. Yet I am still constantly asked, ‘but why London? why don’t you work in Kent?’…I think my reasons of ‘why London’ are pretty obvious. I wouldn’t be able to do my job back home or get to see many fascinating things day in and day out.

I don’t feel like anywhere can compete with London, it has that buzz that no where else seems to have, or no where I’ve explored yet.

It’s waking up and watching the sun rising behind the London skyline (and realising I have one more hour until I need to get up so quickly going back to sleep) that makes me realise why I think London is the best city in the world.

BUT there’s still a lot more cities to explore….

What I’m wearing…

Jumpsuit – Wonder Rocket in Tokyo

Heels – Zara

Disclaimer: Just because I enjoy living in London doesn’t mean it’s the right thing to do. This is just why I have a love hate relationship with the city…